The morning that I get to hell
The devil will take me up in his ferris wheel
Show me all the scenes below
Tapping a tick tack tack on his black high heel
With all his pretty ones dancing in the fire

They´re singing
Lie oh lie oh lie oh lie oh lie
The morning that I get to hell
They´ll play me my life on a tv so I see it all
Everything I´d never tell,
´Till I´m begging the anchorman for my one phone call
And I´d call my pretty one
The one I told the lie
Lie oh lie oh lie oh lie oh lie
Oh and what will it sound like ?
Mmm and what will I wear ?
Oh, tell me what will it sound like
The morning I get there ?
Feeling like an one man band
Where´s all my fire, my famous missionary zeal ?
Been beating on my pots and pans
Tapping a sad tick tack on my black high heel

And when all my pretty years
Have passed me by, I´ll be singing
Lie oh lie oh lie oh lie oh lie